"This is no ordinary tea. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Zhang Baoer pressed the lid of the pot with her hand, and said with words, "This is called" Eight Treasures Chrysanthemum Tea ", which has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, brightening the eyes and removing fire. Count you blessed, I see that your face is haggard, and your body is weak and short of breath, so I showed this unique skill. ”

Cheng Jiao couldn't help but be stunned, only to realize that he had gone to great lengths to let himself drink his cup of chrysanthemum tea.

Of course, Zhang Baoer took a lot of pains, in order to gain Cheng Jiao's trust, he went to Song Langzhong to ask for the recipe, and then memorized the recipe, and now it is really used.

Zhang Bao'er poured a bowl of tea, held it in front of her with both hands, and said with a smile: "I didn't intend to offend you, and now I'll give you tea to make amends." ”

Cheng Jiao was not polite, took the tea cup and took a sip, but she felt sweet as syrup, and the taste was really different from ordinary chrysanthemum tea.

She drank a bowl and looked up at Zhang Bao'er: "I can't help you, when my father died, there was no warning, it was fine, but suddenly it ......"

Cheng Jiao was grateful for Zhang Baoer's care, her attitude was relaxed, and her tone was quite soft when she said this.

Zhang Bao'er laughed: "Look, the effect of the medicine is good, right?" A bowl of tea falls into the stomach, and the anger is completely gone. ”

Cheng Jiao said softly: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I haven't had a mother since I was a child, and my father is a careless man, no one has ever cared about me like this." ”

Zhang Baoer said: "Yes." Someone as good as me, you can't bear to bully anymore, right? ”

Cheng Jiao's face turned red, and when she saw the strange expressions of the guys, she looked at them with a smile, her heart became more and more cramped, and she said in a low voice: "Look at what, busy with your go." ”

A few guys ran around, looking forward to the big secret, but in the end they became two people's me, and in addition to being discouraged, they were somewhat unwilling.

When they left, Cheng Jiao poured herself another bowl of tea, and said while drinking: "I heard that Xu Jizu, the chief of the weapons prison, died in the bed of a prostitute named Luo Ning. I know this Luo Ning, she used to be a girl from the Drunken Spring Pavilion, and because of her beauty, she saved a lot of money. She has redeemed herself and her whereabouts are unknown, until the news of Xu Jizu spread, I heard that she went to Luoyang to open a green building. ”

"What's the name of that green building? I'm going to meet her if I have to. Zhang Baoer looked for her words and felt that this was an important clue.

Cheng Jiao said: "Jiang Nanchun." ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded, and said, "I'll go to the Criminal Department tomorrow to see what is related to this case!" ”

With that, Zhang Baoer opened the curtain and looked towards the hall. At this time, the hall was already lively, staggered, wafting laughter, and the girls dressed themselves up like colorful butterflies, shuttling and flying in the hall.

Zhang Baoer said to Cheng Jiao: "Don't tell others my identity first, in order to investigate the case, I want to live here these days, I don't know if it's inconvenient?" ”

Cheng Jiao said: "There are many spare rooms here, if you don't feel noisy, move in." ”

Zhang Baoer was overjoyed, nodded again and again, and said, "I can't ask for it." ”

After stammering, Cheng Jiao ordered, led Zhang Bao'er upstairs, and pushed open a door, "Just ...... That's it...... This one. Sir... Yes...... What's ...... If you need it, just call ...... It's called small. ”

Zhang Baoer thanked him, closed the door, walked to the window and looked, below is the backyard of the Zuichun Pavilion, Chengjiao's boudoir, standing between several laurel trees.

Zhang Bao'er sighed, the feeling that Cheng Jiao gave him was a kind of almost transparent purity, and anyone would feel guilty for deceiving such a little girl. The first step of the plan has been successful, and the next step is to methodically launch the investigation.

Just as he was thinking, Cheng petite back appeared in the garden.

Zhang Bao'er whistled, saw her turn her head to look, smiled and said, "This room is good, thank you." ”

"No, you don't." Cheng Jiao frowned and went downstairs without looking back.

Early the next morning, Zhang Baoer took Ji Wen, Uncle Hua and Cheng Jiao to the Criminal Department.

Ji Wen carefully looked through the case file, Xu Jizu died suddenly in love, and the criminal department did an autopsy, but found no cause of death, only found a drawing at the scene. Looking further down, except for Xiao Cheng, who was determined to have died by hitting a pillar, the rest were "found to have no scars, and the cause of death is unknown". Ji Wen compared several drawings one by one, and the handwriting was exactly the same, and it was indeed the hand of one person, but the one by Xiao Cheng and the jailer had two more small holes, located on the long tongue of the impermanence ghost.

Ji Wen looked at the payment of each corpse, Han Qi, Chen Qianli, Princess Changning, Xiao Cheng and the four jailers of the coroner, all of whom were medical officers named Zhang Song from the Tai Hospital. Zhang Baoer firmly remembered this name, and after leaving the Criminal Department, they went straight to the Tai Hospital. However, the answer he got was that Zhang Song was not on duty today, and the envoy did not know what the reason was. Zhang Baoer suddenly had an ominous premonition, inquired about the specific address of Zhang's house, and hurried there.

"Do you suspect that Zhang Song is hiding some secrets?" Cheng Jiao walked like a fly, following Zhang Baoer closely.

Zhang Bao'er said as she walked: "There is a little. After so many deaths, he didn't find any flaws? I think he's a doctor, and he should go home and sell sweet potatoes. ”

Cheng Jiao tilted her head and said, "Will ghosts leave flaws when they harm people?" ”

Zhang Baoer said: "Do you believe that ghosts harm people? So what are you doing with me? ”

Cheng Jiao didn't realize it: "Look at how you catch ghosts." ”

Zhang Bao'er said with a smile: "There is a Lord Yama by my side, I'm still afraid that I won't be able to catch a little ghost?" ”

Cheng Jiaoqi said: "How did I become the Lord of Yama?" ”

Zhang Bao'er said seriously: "With a cold face all day long, who is not the Lord of Yama?" ”

Cheng Jiao smiled again.

While talking, the two turned into an alley, only to see a group of people gathered outside the gate of Zhang's house to sigh and discuss. Zhang Baoer's heart tightened suddenly, and she walked over quickly, and heard the crying inside, and sure enough, something big happened.

"It's too late!" Zhang Baoer said in a deep voice, glanced at Cheng Jiao, separated the crowd, and squeezed into Zhang's mansion.

Zhang Song's body was parked in the hall, with a striking wound on the left side of his neck, more than two inches long. According to Zhang's family, this morning, Zhang Song went to the Tai Hospital as usual to go on duty, and as soon as he left the gate, he heard him scream, and when his family rushed out, he had fallen in a pool of blood.

Zhang Baoer was stunned, there is no doubt that Zhang Song was killed! There was a funeral, and the two didn't stay long, so they left soon.

On the way back, Zhang Baoer kept thinking about it, and felt that although the clue was interrupted, it was not a good thing, because it just proved that Zhang Song knew some secrets. As the post-mortem physician, his secret can only be in the cause of death, if he can get an autopsy, maybe there will be a major discovery.

Thinking of this, he asked Cheng Jiao, "Are you familiar with Cui Wenli?" ”